Sheep running away
They can’t handle the noise
Baaah Baaaah is all they said
One escaped over the fence
Can’t sleep till I catch it
Feeling sick
Weed is in need
Can’t stomach the feeling
Close my eyes and I see the sun
My body feels like a dysfunctional anarchist commune
Mcguiver in a straight jacket locked in a padded room
How do I catch that damn sheep?
My tools locked in the shed
The keys are missing and…
I am
I am sleep deprived